At the moment the chubby guy kicked it, the hand grenade exploded, flames illuminating the night, engulfing him. Half of his body was blown apart, heavily crashing to the ground.
The Big-headed Ghost, covered in scars, landed nearby, looked fiercely at Zhu Wenwu, and shouted, "You deserve to die."
He wasn't angry about his companion's death, but ashamed of being so easily tricked by a human.
This was an intolerable failure.
Zhu Wenwu felt a bit regretful, not having dealt effective damage to this new human that looked like a big-headed baby.
Although the other appeared small and thin, he did not underestimate him in the slightest.
Those endless zombies seemed to be the work of this big-headed baby.
"Whoosh~"
A slight wind sound came.
Zhu Wenwu reacted quickly, immediately drew his sword, and turned to block.
A hunchbacked, red-eyed zombie suddenly appeared behind him, claws hard as steel collided with his blade.
Such heavy power.
The steel sword nearly got knocked away.
